We thought this was extremely cool. We also thought it was snow. Because, well, snow is white and this was white, so why wouldn't it be? Our snow education classes in Australia were fairly vague about the specifics of snow, but we did pick up the general 'whiteness' factor as being important. And as everywhere was white, we figured it had snowed.
So, we put on as many clothes as possible and went for a walk.
We admired the snow. It was on berries...
...on evergreens...
...on ivy...
...on lawns...
... and on more prosaic objects, like fences and cars and pebbles. It was a great walk. When we got home it got progressively whiter.
But it turns out that all that is white is not snow. Who'd have thought? This was just frost. Apparently frost is also white. Snow is crunchier. So, we have two different kinds of white cold stuff: one is frost (and therefore nothing to get excited about) and one is snow.
Well, frost still turns the world into a beautiful (and very cold) place. And it was cool to think that it was snowing for a day, even though it wasn't. JMB
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From my vague memories of North America, there are different types of snow as well. Packing snow are good for snow men, but the other snow is not.
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